“But when these things begin to take
place, straighten up and lift up your heads, because your redemption is drawing
near” (Luke 21:28).
Hey Gang: Have you checked out your plans for
eternity? You do know there are options
on where you will spend eternity? Last
week the obits reported that the oldest person in the world is no longer the
oldest. The story of her last moment said, “She had a smile on her face, for
she knew where she was going.
Chaplain Roy,
of the African Missionary Retirement Home described those at the Home, who had
gone on to be with the Lord, as “People who finish well -prayer warriors.”
In the two
most frustrating year of my life, when I waited for Eagle Village to become a
reality or totally burst and set me free, I was truly blessed to have a nosy old land lady who lived twenty-five
feet from where new were living. I do
not recall a day when I did not hear her making her way up the steps to our
front door.
I use the word
nosy in a way of honor, for in the
two years of waiting she walked with me through a huge portion of the Bible and
made it live. On those days when the
discouragement was especially heavy, she tended to stay longer and remain
silent. I thought she remained silent,
but such was not the case. She was in
touch with Abba Father on my behalf.
In the early
years of the Village we were truly blessed to have a core of prayer warriors by
the name of Jeanette/Grandma Kleiner, Grandma Rockey, Grandma Beery, Grandma
Hainley. My dear sainted Grand ma once
said to me, “Some of us are called to be prayer warriors and cover you with
God’s power and love, and some are to be drone bees who pray on the fly”.
I confess I
was never much of a prayer warrior. O,
that does not mean that I did not pray periodically, but not with the fervor
that Paul talks about when he said, “Rejoice
always; pray without ceasing; and let your request be made known to the throne
room of heaven”. In other words, set
the table for your talk with God by rejoicing. Shut the world out for a season and get really
close to the Lord, get silent and listen.
There was
always two days in the summer that we looked forward to with great
anticipation, the beginning of Summer Camp and the ending of Summer Camp! Most sane people who run camps for children
run for five days and take two days to recoup and prepare for the next
group. But our camp was a wee bit
different – many of the kids spent the entire ten weeks of the camp season with
us, and our moto for the camp was “If this child can function in any other
camp, do not take a bed for those who need our program”.
My pick up,
which we used for just about everything, was gasping in its final days of life
so replacement was a necessity. Our
local dealer had a promotion going- buy a truck and get two airplane tickets to
anywhere. At the same time my board
president reserved a week for us at the Christian Retreat Center in Bradenton,
Florida. So, I called my parents, who had never set foot in an aircraft, and
said, “ere are tickets, meet us in Florida!”
I was amazed
when they readily agreed to take me up on the offer. My mother, at that time was not in the best
of health and, on the day we had planned to go to Disney World, my dad showed up
at our trailer door and said, “Mom is too sick to go.” I said, “You go bring her here and we will
pray for healing and go and enjoy our day at Disney”. I was truly amazed when he did as I t. old
his to do. To make the story short, he
did indeed bring her. I prayed for her
and she was relieved from the infirmity and we enjoyed the day at Disney. BUT
there was also another move of God in that trailer on that morning.
My dad, an
angry man from child hood, had very bad shoulders from his coal mining days. I ask him if he would like me to pray for
healing. To my amazement he said,
“YES”. When I reached up to put my hands
on his shoulder, God moved them to his head and out of my mouth came these
words, “In the name of Jesus I demand the spirit of anger leave”.
The spirit of
anger did indeed take a hike that day!
My mother was killed six months later in a car accident, but she said
many times, that six months was the best years of her married life; she had learned
to love my dad again .
So, my
friends, God’s power is available to us through the Holy Spirit, the name of
Jesus, the blood of Jesus Christ, and the Word of God. Put your full armor on
and be a King’s Kid Warrior right now. Obey the nudges of the Holy Spirit!
Blessings,
Gramps
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